When he opened his eyes, he didn't get up, but quietly released his divine sense and enveloped a radius of twenty zhang, and he was slightly relieved when he saw that there was nothing unusual.

After a while, Han Yu got out of bed and walked to the desk in front of the window.

The bright moonlight fell on the sunken wooden table, Han Yu put his hand on the storage bag, the light flashed, and a palm-sized piece of wood was already grasped in his hand.

Mu Fang was five inches long, two inches wide, and one inch thick, and it was inconspicuous to grasp in his hand, but Han Yu stared at him slightly.

This is the wood on the Soul Breaking Wood, which is worth dozens or hundreds of times more than the iron wood, and it will be heart-wrenching if it is ruined.

Han Yu thought for a moment, took out a wooden box and put it on the table, and took out a three-inch-long carving knife that glowed faintly cold in the moonlight.

Half an hour later, with a draft in mind, the carving knife was gently placed on the wood and slowly slid up.

The moonlight shone on his body, and a dark shadow shone on the wall.

The shadow's body was motionless, but one arm was swinging faster and faster, and the contrast between movement and stillness looked a little weird.

Time flies, and it's time in the blink of an eye.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace all got up to wash, and the noisy sound came, and the black shadow paused.

Han Yu looked at the half-finished Xiuzhen puppet in his hand, frowned slightly, sighed and put it into the storage bag.

He put away the box full of wood chips and went back to bed.

.....

One day ten days later, Han Yu was sitting on the Taishi chair reading a set of codex, this set of books has a total of ten volumes, which introduces the customs and some anecdotes of some countries in the entire continent, and also slightly touches on the world of immortal cultivators.

This set of books was certainly not the ones found in the secret room, but was found on the basement three floors of the Imperial Study.

Han Yu is flipping through the fifth chapter of the first volume, which talks about the strange things in the boundless sea area of Tiannan, as well as some special products of ordinary species.

The Codex also mentions that there were monks at the other end of the Tiannan Sea, and fishermen had seen huge boats dozens of feet long when they went out to sea, being pulled by a group of huge fish.

Han Yu couldn't help but scoff when he saw it, this rumor should be made up by mortals, how could there be a fish that could drag a giant boat?

Han Yu thought silently, but after reading this description, he regarded it as a boring reading story and a pastime.

Han Yu drank fragrant tea and crossed Erlang's legs, when he suddenly felt that two monks were coming towards this side, turning the scroll towards a man and a woman.

Seeing someone come out, Han Yu, who looked lazy, perked up, put down the teacup and stood up.

"Brother Han has been doing lately? I've been busy with everything these days, and I ask Daoist friends not to be surprised! This is my little junior sister Yan Yue'er. Wu Le smiled and said to Han Yu.

"I can study here thanks to Brother Wu, I can't thank you enough!" Han Yuhan smiled back, and then smiled at the female cultivator next to him and said, "I've seen Fairy Yan!"

"The little woman has seen Han Daoyou. A tactful, crisp voice came to my ears.

Yan Yue'er is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, she looks lively and cute from her appearance, with a pair of black eyes, she turned around Han Yu a few times, and then gave a playful salute.

This woman's cultivation has also reached the early stage of foundation building, and she was taken aback when she saw this woman's age, he had not yet stepped into the immortal path when he was eighteen or nineteen years old, and he had already built a foundation at a young age.

"Brother Wu is busy with official business, what is the purpose of coming to Han?" Han Yu was not polite and asked directly.

"A month hasn't arrived yet, how dare Wu send Brother Han?" Wu Le joked with a smile, but he was actually testing Han Yu's thoughts.

Han Yu smiled silently, and Wu Le saw that the temptation had no effect, so he said: "It was Senior Brother Liu who asked me to come and run, and I want to invite Brother Han to participate in the exchange meeting and exchange experiences with a few colleagues, I wonder if Brother Han is free?"

"I can't ask for it!" Han Yu said.

"Then let's go now!" Yan Yue'er next to her narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.

.....

After a while, the three of them appeared on the shore of Xuanming Lake, and a three-story teahouse stood in front of them.

The black plaque reads the words "Crane Tower", which is antique and quite magnificent.

The three of them stood in front of the building, and Han Yu felt the spiritual power fluctuations coming from the building, which was similar to him, and there were more than a dozen strands stronger than him, and there were at least a dozen foundation building monks in this building.

"Brother Han, let's go in!" Wu Le said with a smile.

The three of them stepped into the teahouse together, and Wu Le's footsteps did not stop, and went directly to the second floor. Because, the first floor is full of minor monks of the seventh or eighth level of qi refining.

The mana of the monks on the second floor was obviously higher, most of them were at the tenth level of qi refining, and a small number were consummated in qi refining, and when they saw the three seniors in the foundation building period, they showed awe-inspiring eyes.

As soon as he stepped into the stairs of the third floor, several divine senses swept over, and Han Yu's footsteps paused slightly.

"Brother Han, don't blame, these guys are used to probing some strength. Wu Le saw Han Yu's strange appearance and explained with a smile.

These divine senses swept back and forth on Han Yu's body and left, most of them were monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and there were two divine senses that were somewhat strong, similar to the old man fighting in the woods, and should be a strong person in the late stage of foundation building.

Han Yu's true level is at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, infinitely close to the middle stage of foundation building, but there is always a layer of window paper.

However, this is also considered lucky, in the retreat of the Imperial Sword Sect, he can swallow a large amount of pills, and in the retreat of the Luoshan Cave Mansion to swallow the Haoyuan Pill, if he relies on meditation and penance, he will probably have to retreat for thirty years to get to the current mana.

It takes some chance to step into the middle stage in the early stage, and sometimes you can't get through it for no reason.

Cultivating this kind of thing, you really can't rush it.

Mixed thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Han Yu smiled at Wu Le and walked up to look at everyone.

There were more than a dozen monks on the third floor, but the monks on the tea table on the left and right were clearly divided into two groups.

The men not far from him were as thin as a skull, but they were wrapped in thick clothes without revealing the slightest gap, and they were not afraid of being suffocated; the woman beside him was as delicate as a flower, with a thin waist and plump buttocks, and her face was full of charm, and the clothes on her body did not add up to three feet of cloth.

Most of the monks dressed normally sipped tea lightly, and those strangely dressed monks were talking and laughing loudly, and when they saw the scholar that Han Yu had turned into, they also flew a few winks, and the gaze of the dementor made people's legs carrotous, I don't know why.

Han Yu snorted coldly in his heart, but he still pretended to be attracted and looked over unconsciously.

"Humph!"

A cold snort exploded in his ears, and Han Yu's face showed a blank look, and then a little fear appeared on his face.

"Thank you Fairy Yan!" Han Yu said with a face full of shame.

Han Yu's arrival attracted the ideas of the monks on the third floor, and all their eyes swept over in unison, Wu Le glared at the evil female cultivator who performed the magic without changing his face, and walked towards the tea table in the corner with Han Yu.

Seeing that Han Yu's mana fluctuations were at the level of the early stage of foundation building, and he was not a strong spirit, the cultivators withdrew their gaze one after another.

When the four monks at the tea table saw Wu Le, they all stood up and greeted them with smiles.

Seeing Han Yu, who was dressed as a scholar, also expressed his closeness from his smiling chin.

"Brother Wu, this is Han Daoyou, he is really talented!" said a young man with a smile, he looked honest and loyal, but he was quite old when he spoke, which made people feel close.

"In Xia Han Yu, I have seen a few Taoist friends!" Han Yu said with a folding fan in his hand, his posture was relatively low, except for Liu Wen, who he knew, the other three were all monks in the late stage of foundation building.

Yan Yue'er, who was following behind, was holding the hands of a beautiful woman around thirty years old with a smile on her face, looking quite intimate.

"Han Daoyou doesn't have to be restrained, in Xia Wei Chuyang, this is Senior Brother Shen Tianxiao, Senior Brother Liu is not introduced by me, this is Senior Sister Wei Longjin. The honest-looking young man replied, and briefly introduced the people who sat again.

"Fellow Daoists, please sit down and taste the spirit fruit I picked when I waited for the mission, this spirit fruit can slightly expand the meridians, and I am reluctant to take it out without looking at the other eye. Shen Tianxiao, who had just been introduced, looked thirty-five or sixteen years old, and his appearance was ordinary, and as soon as Han Yu sat down, he took out the red spirit fruit from the storage bag and put it in the center of the table with a smile.

Han Yu nodded at him gratefully, then picked up the spirit fruit and took a bite gently.

This person shouldn't be able to do a game in this situation, even if he does, he still has green vines in his body, so he has no fear in his heart.

As soon as he took a bite, the flesh turned into a hot current and rushed into the dantian, and a gentle energy swept away, Han Yu suddenly felt hot all over, and his face was slightly red.

"This spirit fruit is worth a lot of money, isn't it?" Han Yu asked with a shocked expression as he felt the warmth in the dantian.

When Shen Tianxiao heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

"If the Red Snake Fruit is converted into spirit stones, there will be at least a hundred of them. I waited until I killed a third-order fire python before I picked some. The mature beauty Wei Longjin said with a smile.

"Third-order fire pythons, a few Daoists have profound mana, Han is ashamed of himself, and I hope that a few Daoists can give some guidance on cultivation. Han Yu slapped a sycophant and said with sincerity on his face.

"I'm just a little earlier than Brother Han, but I can't talk about any guidance! Han Daoyou can build a foundation, that is his extraordinary talent, I don't think it will take ten years to catch up with us, don't be presumptuous!" Wei Chuyang said with a smile when he heard this.

Han Yu naturally said a few words of modesty, and soon got along with them.

"Han Daoyou, I don't think you should hesitate, it's better to join our Tianba Sect. After chatting for a few words, Liu Wen, who had not spoken beside him, suddenly spoke and persuaded kindly.

Han Yu's face stiffened and became a little embarrassed.

"Brother Liu doesn't have to worry, I promised to give Brother Han a month to think about it, I'll exchange my experience first!" Wu Le heard Liu Wen ask and sang a double reed.